Girls Camp!!

Here's the before camping shot...

Here's the middle of camping shot...

Here's the beautimous leader shot...

And here's the after camping shot...


It's funny how camping really does affect your spirituality for the better and your looks for the worse! And though, the belly flop I landed from the zip line bruised my entire thigh (and ego), and it took half a bottle of condioner to get a comb through my hair after the girls styled it, I had an absolute blast! I love all of these girls and am so excited to see what amazing old women these young women will be! They are great examples to this old woman! It was really good for me to go as a leader and gain more appreciation for what all my leaders did for me.
I love my calling!!

Camping Reunion

We had a fun Dickey Family Reunion up in Porcupine Dam a couple weeks ago. Gracie was loving it! She had a blast with Grandma and Grandpa and Uncle Adam! We had a great time meeting all of Andy's relatives that we've heard so much about and can now put a face too! And Lucy loved that she was held the entire time!


This little mischevious grin makes me think she knew what she was doing when she got diahara in her big girl pants 3 times in our 18 hour trip! I know - T.M.I. She wasn't acting sick in the slightest, but we sure got the best of all symptoms!


At bed time, Lucy was between Gracie and me. She was so excited she was in hysterics. She kept looking back and forth at the two of us beaming, squealing and laughing. Of course that got Gracie and me laughing and squealing. And poor Andy was at a loss trying to get his giggling girls to be quiet.


Grandma Brenda and Grandpa Rob were in charge of the reunion and so of course it was fabulous! We made matching tie-dye shirts (actually, I did) and played games and ate (as usual) gourmet, delicious food. Grandma Brenda was the life of this game of duck, duck, goose. She got picked about every time! She was a great sport.

Thanks again Brenda and Rob!!


And yes there's more camping to come when I get my pictures from Girl's Camp that was last week...

Changes

As you can see I changed our blog. The Palmer Piggies are no more. Andy didn't so much like the fact that he was grouped in with a pink blog and piggie title. I finally caved when he couldn't bring himself to add anything to the blog the other day. So maybe now we'll hear more from Andy. Who knows.


And in other less obvious news, I am potty training Gracie again! My favorite thing ever! Though I must say it is less painful this time. I ran out of diapers and I couldn't bring myself to buy anymore so we said goodbye to diapers completely. But she had a potty control issue going on so now I'm spending that money on this whole elaborate prize method. Lovely. Let me break it down (cause I sometimes forget so it will be good for me to write it out). If she tries when I ask her and she doesn't go then she gets one M&M for trying; if she tries, when I ask, and she goes, she gets two; if she tells me she needs to go and she goes, then she gets to pick a small prize (stickers or a bracelet) and two M&M's; and if she stays dry for 2 hours she get a big prize (like a dollar store toy). And if she goes a whole day and night without accidents she gets to pick out some sheets. I must admit, she sometimes goes over and over just so she can get her M&M fix. And though it's fun for her now, little does she know! She's going to be expecting prizes everytime, but if she doesn't get this soon, like by the time I run out of prizes, she's getting cold showers if she has accidents! It's summer, sort of, she can handle it right? Fortunately she's figured out the number 2 thing- YAY! She just can't quite get the wet part- boo. So hopefully we won't get to the cold shower phase because I may not have the heart to do it. But I've heard it works and if I get desperate, who knows!



And poor, little Lucy is trying so hard to get up and get around. She gets on her hands and knees and revs up, but just can't pull the trigger. I'm totally fine with her being immobile, but I just see the frustration in her eyes (and her whole face in this picture) at not being able to go anywhere. Poor little chubber! She's almost there! Maybe by the end of the day she'll get it. Who knows.
And...


Gracie can Read!


Lucy, "She doesn't know how to read. What's going on here?"